BEAUTY'S HELICON - William Cecil Poems

 
 

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BEAUTY'S HELICON

I've had practice with sleeping with those who do not please me,
I've had oceans of despair in my cup of pain,
I do not try to please who do not please me,
They cause storms, and trigger fissures in the brain,

So when I know my true love by his hand,
I'll set in stone my long list of his beauty,
Release into the air the demons of that band
Who say the ugly are forgetful of their duty,

To live a life of honour, but not lust,
To be the clerk of passion, and its ways,
To write the bibliographies in dust,
To caption beauty in the prison of their days,

As my true love and I practice the ration
Of beauty, that makes fidelity a passion.